Honey set her bottle on the table beside the bed where we stood, turning to the anxious men. “Boys, strip,” she ordered politely. As they did, her... hand found my backside and gave it a sharp smack. The shock of it made me gasp. Audibly. Honey pulled me into her arms, her tongue tracing the delicate skin just above my collar bone. Chills spread through my body. I’d been with other women, not many, but she was not my first. Yet, the way she touched me, the way her tongue felt on my skin, had me. The only voice I had heard was that of the Reverend Douglas Baker as he uttered those words on our wedding day – to forsake all others. A thought occurred to me and I started to laugh. I actually laughed so much I was sick once again. Those dark thoughts took hold of a weakened mind. My heart had its own battles to fight and couldn’t help as those dark thoughts took hold, and I just knew that this was my life now. This was the day trust had died, and the person who killed it was the woman I had. "No baby, it's a natural reaction, I'm just the same" Let's hurry them, I want you to take me to bed daddy" Mmm, nice idea Katie" I put my foot down hard!"Oh fuck yes" she said and I looked over again, she was licking the gusset of the panties whilst continuing to finger herself."She wet herself Daddy" Take your jeans and panties off" I said."Oh yes" she was ahead of me, her own panties were damp with her little accident earlier, being careful not to obscure my view, she wiped them sensuously. I wandered into her room to dress for her arrival. I found a purple sheer thong and matching bra in her underwear draw that would be perfect. I really wanted to wear tights but I didn’t want anything to get in the way later. Luckily, after some digging I found some hold ups in another draw. I put on a short black skirt and a red top and went to get on with my day. A little while later, I could hear her coming through the front door. I ran to meet her and immediately assumed my role for the next.